Nyx's POV The world came back in pieces.First, the softness under me. My bed. The familiar weight of my own blankets.Then, the light. Dim, from the single lamp by the door.Last, the warmth beside me. A solid, breathing heat.I turned my head. It felt heavy. Kayden was there, slumped in a chair he’d pulled right up to the bed. He was asleep, his head resting on the mattress near my hip. One of his hands was stretched out, his fingers just barely touching my arm. Like he was making sure I was still there.I looked at him. His face was clean, but I could see the faint, pink line on his cheek where my claws had been. Already healed. The sight of it made my chest feel tight.I moved my hand. It was slow, like moving through thick water. I reached over and tapped the back of his hand, where it lay near me.Tap. Tap.He jerked awake instantly. His eyes flew open, wild for a second before they landed on me. They cleared. Focused.“Nyx?”His voice was rough from sleep. Or from something el
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